Somewhere, surely, there's another Mount Olympus
where tomorrow's Gods convene, new Gods from old,
no greater, no less human than the ones who went before,
Gods we have fashioned faithfully - and all from ancient moulds.
And surely there's a labyrinth, complete with Minotaur,
that we, in new-found innocence will certainly explore.
And somewhere, I'm assuming, there's a Gog and Magog Land,
a promise that some day an improved world will rise
a world restored to glory, and several times life size.
And surely there's a promise hidden somewhere in the dark
that Noah and all his people when this world has been undone
will find their mountain dry again, A Gaia in the sun.
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6 comments:
somewhere in a parallel universe?
Very good! Most of us create God in our image, and expect her to do our will.
You must be watching the Syfy channel these days.
Maybe in a parallel universe just as Crafy Green Poet suggests, very enjoyable all the same :-).
Oh yes, if only this would happen!
thanks all
Parallel universe it is, then. I don't think it cam from sci-fi land. I haven't warched that channel in quite a while.
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